"Beach?" Mallory asked. She didn't have her bathers but it was tradition to sit on the beach with their ice cream.

"Sure thang" They walked along the side walk, eating their ice creams happily.

"So where did you get the teddies from?" Pete asked, looking down at her feet.

"Kids section" Mallory's feet were a size five and a half.

"You're saa indie" Pete said.

"Shut up" Mallory laughed.

"Are you sure you don't want any?" She looked at her ice cream then at Pete, offering.

"I'm pretty sure Mal"

"It's really good though, I'm sure you'll like it. Come on" Malloy stopped walking and held her cone out near Pete's mouth.

A woman with a pram came strolling past. The wheel knocked into Mallory. She fumbled and her ice cream smooshed into Pete's face. The cone dropped from her hand and landed on his shirt before falling to the ground with a splat.

Mallory covered her mouth with her hands to suppress a giggle.

"I'm so, so sorry. I'll buy you another. I-"Mallory didn't get to finish what she was saying because Pete was coming towards her with his Rainbow cone.

He shoved it down the front of her dress, some sliding down her chest. Pete lunged again, this time getting the side of her chin. Some getting in her curly brown hair.

"You bitch!" Mallory screamed. Pete dropped his cone on the sidewalk. He covered his mouth with one hand as if to say "Oops, I didn't mean to"

Mallory lunged with both hands outstretched. Pete bolted down the path, Mallory following.

They sprinted all the way to the beach. Pete abandoned his shoes and went into the water, fully clothed. Mallory did the same.

Mallory spear tackled Pete into the water. Mallory rose from the water and went into a fighting stance.

Both roaring with laughter, they splashed each other.

Pete picked Mallory up bridal style and threw her back in the water, Mallory screamed at the top of her lungs.

Her head popped to the surface. Pete watched cautiously to see what she did next.

They were both facing each other, panting.

"Truce?" Mallory offered her hand. Pete nodded and shook it.

He then scooped her up and put Mallory over his shoulder. Her legs kicking and fists pummelling Pete's chest.

"Put me down! You prick!" she shouted. Pete put her down gently on the sand and lay down next to her. Their chests rose as they lay in silence.

Peals of laughter erupted from the both of them.

"You owe me an ice cream" Pete said.

"So do you" They laughed again and Pete grabbed Mallory's hand.

Mallory then noticed that her soaking wet dress had become slightly transparent. She blushed and Pete noticed too.

"It's not like I haven't seen you in your underwear before Mal."

"Yeah, when we were kids! I'm a lady now Pete" Mallory sniffed indignantly.

"Oh, a lady are you? Is it lady like to call me a prick?"

"On occasion" Pete laughed and sat up. He ran a hand through his hair.

We certainly aren't kids anymore Mallory though as she sat up next to him.

Pete stood up and extended a hand.

"Come one, we'll ride back to my house on your bike. You can balance on the handle bars. I bought Dirty Dancing yesterday" Pete said resentfully.

"So you finally agreed to watch it" She took Pete's hand and stood up.

"Got to give new things a go, I suppose" Mallory picked up her shoes and took off her socks.